Lyrics

With extra time I'd like to think I would've done this better The fact I could ever fail never crossed my mind Somewhere out there hear my demons screaming now or never I think I just crossed that line I'm kinda done with hanging out in bottle service You confused me yeah you used me, but that's just as well Hungry people try to break me, make me kinda nervous Just goes to show that you never can tell Does everybody live in a dreamland Is this dreamland all that we know Swallowing us up in an avalanche And blurring these lines with smoke They tell me that I should be a real man But the only thing that I know Is that I'll find my way out of this wasteland 'Cause this wasteland ain't home With extra time I could have made up better words and letters Pale shadows of my heroes help me rule the night Somewhere out there hear my people screaming do it better I'm just an echo of the things I like I'm tired of never feeling like I'll serve a purpose Snow on mirrors, future killers, yeah just be yourselves Hungry people always stressing, guess it never surfaced Just goes to show that you never can tell Does everybody live in a dreamland Is this dreamland all that we know Swallowing us up in an avalanche And blurring these lines with smoke They tell me that I should be a real man But the only thing that I know Is that I'll find my way out of this wasteland 'Cause this wasteland ain't home If I don't believe in all the old gods or the new How am I supposed to find my way? Searching the universe for something we can do And living to fight another day and that's okay We're falling from the top of the tree house And no one cares if we go I stumble over to a policeman He says, "Son, you better get back home" And everybody's laughing at me now From their faces covered in snow I'm trying to be the best I could be now They say make it something we know Does everybody live in a Dreamland Is this Dreamland all that we know Swallowing us up in an avalanche And blurring these lines with smoke They tell me that I should be a real man But my pride will be the first thing to go I gotta get out of this wasteland 'Cause this wasteland ain't home Wasteland ain't home (Just goes to show that you never can tell) Does everybody live in a Dreamland Is this Dreamland all that we know Swallowing us up in an avalanche And blurring these lines with smoke They tell me that I should be a real man But the only thing that I know Is that I'll find my way out of this wasteland 'Cause this wasteland ain't home
Writer(s): Dave Grusin, Marilyn Bergman, Alan Bergman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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